197 Extra Story: Variety Show Recording for a Family of Four (3)
Extra: Variety recording of a family of four (3)
Boyan thought of many ways to get Bo Feng and Fu Minzhi to agree to participate in the recording of "the family". For this reason, he even planned to run away from home again.
Bo Feng looked at him pulling the suitcase, crossed his arms and asked him, "Student Bo Yan, do you think that everything can be solved by running away from home?"
Boyan thought for a while and asked him, "How can it be solved? You tell me, you tell me, I will do it, and then you, I and my mother will be on the show together."
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Bo Feng had no choice but to try to explain to him, "Your mother and I have been divorced for several years. Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi are a legal couple. It's normal to be on "the family". As for our family, you and I are the family, you and your mother are the family, me and your mother, we are two families, do you understand?"
"Aren't you planning to remarry your mother?"
Bo Feng raised his eyebrows instantly, "Who told you, I remarried your mother, am I crazy?"
As soon as Fu Minzhi opened the door and came in, she heard such a sentence. She raised her eyes and glanced at Bo Feng. Bo Feng shut up in embarrassment, and cursed in her heart: Damn it! If you don't come back sooner or later, why come back at this time!
Fu Minzhi looked at Boyan holding his turtle in one hand and the suitcase in the other, and asked him, "Yanyan, what are you doing?"
Boyan told her that he wanted to record "The Family" with Qiqi, and then complained to Fu Minzhi, "My father disagrees!"
However, Fu Minzhi was not on his side this time, but on Bofeng's side, "It's normal if your father doesn't agree, this show is indeed not very suitable for us. Besides, the show team didn't send us an invitation. .”
Boyan looked at her, blinked his black and white eyes, and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to record it, do you? You, like Dad, think we are not a family, do you?"
Fu Minzhi lowered her eyes and did not speak. Since the Zhang Cong incident, her relationship with Bofeng has eased a lot, and the two of them can sit down and have a good talk again. She even now has the key to Bofeng's house again. You can come to see the doctoral research at any time. People in the family also asked her if she wanted to remarry Bofeng, but Fu Minzhi knew that it was not. She and Bofeng only made compromises and concessions because of their doctoral studies, but the problems that lay between them were not resolved. Solve, it is already very good for them to maintain the current relationship.
"If you want to go out to play, can mother take you out to play another day? Wherever you want to go, can we go there?" Fu Minzhi coaxed him.
Boyan said stubbornly, "I want to go to this show with Qiqi."
"Yanyan, you know, our family is different from a chess player." Fu Minzhi said softly.
Boyan looked at him, his eyes slowly turned red, of course he knew that their family was different from Qiqi's family, Qiqi had no mother, but Qiqi had two fathers, he could live with his two fathers, he could Hang out with them. Qiqi will never be asked, "Do you want to be with Mom or Dad?" Because he doesn't need to choose, he can have them all, but he can't, he can only have one.
Boyan felt a little uncomfortable, he looked at Fu Minzhi, then turned his head to look at Bofeng, didn't say anything, turned around and went upstairs to his room.
He sat on the bed and looked at the little tortoise he raised with his own hands. Tears fell while looking at it. Swim around.
Fu Minzhi and Bo Feng came to knock on his door and persuaded him outside. Boyan gave a low "hmm" and said with a nasal tone, "I'm asleep." @无限好文，全在
After Qiqi entered the classroom the next morning, he found that Boyan's eyes were a little red and swollen, and he was lying on the table, listless. Qiqi tilted his head to look at him, and asked him, "What's wrong with you? Are you crying?"
"You're just crying." Bo Yan still looked sleepy.
Qiqi put down his schoolbag, leaned on it and asked him, "Aren't you happy, Yanyan?"
"No." Boyan turned to look at him, "But I can't go to record that show with you, my parents don't want to go."
"Why?" Qiqi didn't understand, "If we can go out to play together, why don't you go?"
"They're busy." Boyan thought of an excuse, "So I can't go."
When Qiqi heard this reason, he didn't ask any more questions. After all, he also experienced when Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi were busy, so he knew that adults really didn't have time when they were busy. He felt a little pity, but he was afraid that if he said too much, Bo Yan, who couldn't go out to play, would be even more sad, so he encouraged him, "Well, you are very busy when you are busy, Yan Yan, don't be unhappy, wait a minute Let's go play together next time, when your parents are not busy."
Listening to his brisk words, Boyan felt that he was really simple, so he believed it, but felt that he was so simple because his family was very happy, so he didn't have to worry too much. He squeezed Qiqi's face enviously, "If only I could be like you."
Unconvinced, Qiqi reached out to pinch his face as well.
Boyan looked at his unconvinced look, took his hand back, smiled at him, Qiqi also retracted his hand, rubbed his face, and said to him, "It's good for you, my father said Now, everyone is different and unique, as long as you are happy.”
But I'm not happy, Bo Yan thought, I'm not happy at all.
When school was over in the afternoon, Boyan looked at his family's car, but he didn't really want to go home. Qiqi waved him goodbye, "I'm leaving, see you tomorrow, Yanyan."
Boyan suddenly grabbed him, he was stunned for a moment, Boyan asked him, "Can I go to your house?" He quickly thought of a reason for himself, "I want to see Snowball, can I ?”
Qiqi nodded, "Yes." He didn't think too much, and said enthusiastically to Boyan: "Then go tell the driver uncle, I'll wait for you here."
Boyan let out a "hmm", ran to his car, and told the driver that he would go to the chess player for a while and go back later today.
The driver thought he had already told Bo Feng, so he left first.
Boyan ran back to Qiqi, pulled Qiqi, and happily boarded Jiang's car with Qiqi.
After Yan Qingchi heard that Chess said that Boyan was going to see Snowball, he asked Boyan, "Did you tell your father?"
Boyan didn't want to tell Bo Feng, just like he didn't want to go home or see Bo Feng and Fu Minzhi now, but he still called Bo Feng and told Bo Feng that he would go back later under Yan Qingchi's reminder.
Bo Feng agreed and said that he would pick him up after get off work.
Boyan hung up the phone and said to Yan Qingchi, "It's already agreed."
"Okay." Yan Qingchi smiled.
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Bo Yan and Qiqi went home, they played with Xueqiu for a while, after dinner, they went upstairs to do their homework. When Bo Feng came to pick up Bo Yan, it was already half past nine. Bo Feng was a little sorry, Jiang Mochen told him not to mind, and Yan Qingchi helped him go upstairs to call Boyan.
Bo Yan didn't really want to go home, so he thought of an excuse to say that he hadn't done his homework yet, while talking, he turned over the chess homework and asked him, "Do you know all these questions?"
Qiqi nodded, "En."
"Then can you tell me about it? I'm not very good at it."
"Yes you can."
Boyan looked at Yan Qingchi and asked him, "Uncle, I don't know a few questions. I want to tell me about Qiqi. It's too late, can I sleep at your house for one night? Can you help me?" Shall I tell Dad?"
Yan Qingchi felt a little strange when he heard this. Qiqi told him that the results of his doctoral studies were very good. Every time he took the exam, the scores of the two children were almost the same. Either you were one point higher than me, or I was better than you Two points more, it doesn't make sense. Chess and chess skills, Boyan finds it very difficult, and you have to stay overnight for this
Yan Qingchi was a little puzzled, but he just nodded and replied, "Okay."
He went downstairs and said to Bofeng: "I haven't done my research homework, and I can't understand a few questions. I said I want to ask about chess, so I won't go back tonight."
Bo Feng was taken aback, obviously he couldn't accept that his son had to stay at someone else's house for this reason.
"You can ask about homework tomorrow, and it doesn't have to be today. I'll go find him."
Seeing him getting up and going upstairs, Yan Qingchi stopped him, "Forget it, if he wants to stay, he can stay. The two of them have always had a good relationship. It's inevitable that they had a good time and wanted to stay longer. Anyway, it's not like that. Whatever the big event, as long as the children are happy, wait until tomorrow, and I will send them both to school."
"How can this be done, it's too late at night, it's too disturbing."
"It's okay," Yan Qingchi said with a smile, "After a while, it's almost time for Qiqi to sleep. The two children should also go to bed. There is nothing to disturb."
Jiang Mochen also chimed in and said, "Let Yanyan stay. You are having fun with your friends and singing all night. How come you can't do it when you come to the child, and our family won't eat him."
Seeing that the two of them were talking about this point, Bo Feng had no choice but to agree. He looked up at the stairs, and thought to himself, this stinky boy, he wouldn't come out to see his father when he came, so he just let others pass the word on. If he didn't go back, his father would be really mad at him.
Bo Feng drove home by himself. Fu Minzhi was already at home. She knew that Boyan was unhappy last night, so she specially bought cakes and toy cars to coax him, but she only saw Bo Feng. She didn't see Boyan, "Where's Yanyan?" She asked while looking behind Bofeng.
"I stayed at a chess house. I said that I have a problem and I can't do it. I want to ask Qiqi. It's too late, so I won't come back."
"How can you let him live in someone else's house?"
Bo Feng was helpless, "Then what can I do? Take him away forcibly? He hides in Qiqi's room and cannot come out. Even if he doesn't go home, let Yan Qingchi tell me, and I can't go upstairs either." Pull him down."
Fu Minzhi frowned, "Is he angry because of what happened yesterday?"
"No, he wasn't all right when we spoke to him this morning."
"But his eyes were swollen this morning, obviously because he cried last night."
Bo Feng sighed, "That can't be helped, can you still promise him to record that program?"
Fu Minzhi bowed his head and did not speak.
Bo Feng approached her, took an apple from the fruit plate, took a bite, and sat down on the sofa.